Chapter 1864-1872 [Scriptwriter Jiang Xia]
Hashimoto Maya sighed, "There is also the disk. If we want to use this to convict someone, we must first make sure that no one else has entered the place where the disk is stored by the Buddha Company. Otherwise, if anyone has entered the room with a laptop during this period of time, or the employee responsible for inputting data has written down Torimaru Naoko's data, then she would not be the only one who could have made the wedding dress. In general, this is still an almost flawless manipulation."
...So the woman who was taken away by the police might still be Uzo, that's right!
Jiang Xia shook his head: "A mistake is a mistake, and it cannot be covered up with ambiguous words like 'almost none'. The best way to avoid being caught by the police is to make yourself completely unnoticed in the whole incident. Otherwise, as long as you are suspected of being the murderer and are made the focus of investigation, relevant physical evidence will definitely be found.
"For example, the same expensive perfume as Mr. Inozuka's, the raw materials for the 'shroud', the drugs used to knock out Takamori Masumi... If we investigate along the channels through which they were obtained or discarded, it won't be difficult to find related traces.
"Also, when I was leaving just now, I heard Naoko Torimaru tell the police officer that she was the one who killed Masumi Takamori's ex-boyfriend. Masumi Takamori was too nervous at the time and didn't kill him with one blow. Instead, she rushed to the mall after the ex-boyfriend fainted. After she left, Naoko Torimaru sneaked into his house to take pictures and found that the ex-boyfriend was not dead, so she helped to stab him. This process will also leave a lot of physical evidence."
With every word he said, Hashimoto Maya visibly wilted a little, and finally her back hunched over, covering her face in disappointment: "...Why did she make such a mistake?"
Jiang Xia seemed to sigh: "It is ironic that the one who defeated such a precise genius was just an ordinary member who occasionally made mistakes and misread words."
"But in the end it was Naoko Torimaru's own fault." Jiang Xia recalled the case:
"Since in her plan, the 'Funeral Silver Coin' is President Izuka, she should play the role thoroughly - as long as she is completely immersed in her own script, then the 'Funeral Silver Coin' will not know the body size of Torimaru Naoko. He can only open the disk and see the data, and then he can make the 'shroud' for Torimaru Naoko according to the data on it. In this process, he can find the errors in the data on the disk... Although he will still be exposed in the end, at least he won't lose so badly."
Maya Hashimoto turned her head and looked at him. For some reason, she felt that his tone was a little scary. And the perspective of this analysis... How come it was as if he knew her better than the playwright herself?
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
Then he was strangled to death on the spot by Maya Hashimoto.
Hashimoto Maya: “…” No, no, no, absolutely impossible!
Look at the attitude of these police officers who obey Jiang Xiayan's orders, and then think about how Uzo persecuted Mr. Ireland without receiving any punishment. If these two are really the same person... It's impossible, absolutely impossible!
Moreover, he had already speculated and proved from various aspects that the possibility that these two people were the same person was even smaller than the possibility that he had killed Mr. Ireland and usurped the throne.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Besides, as a detective, besides observation, one must also have a certain imagination. It is normal to put oneself in the criminal's perspective and try to figure out the criminal's mind. He has seen other detectives solve cases in the same way before.
The case must have just ended, and Jiang Xia has not yet come out of that immersed thought.
After comforting herself in her heart, the goose bumps on Maya Hashimoto's arms finally disappeared gradually.
…
The two of them went downstairs, each thinking about their own things.
At the hospital entrance, a police car had already taken two young women to the police station.
Miwako Sato hadn't left yet. After all, she had handled many cases and she belatedly discovered some problems.
Seeing Jiang Xia coming over, the exhausted policewoman sighed and complained to him: "The body data of Putuo Company was input two months ago. Since it is not confidential, the disk is not placed in the safe, and there is no camera installed in the room, only one at the door. We have to make a list of all the people who passed by there and investigate them one by one... Why are there so many people in this company?"
Jiang Xia: "Don't worry too much, I think she's quite cooperative, and..."
And if Naoko Torimaru can't make it to the police station, then there's no need to worry about these trivial matters.
…
It was dark at night as we got in the police car heading to the police station.
Naoko Torimaru sat next to the police with her head down.
As she passed through a narrow neighborhood, she raised her lifeless eyes and secretly glanced at the alleys on both sides.
Just as the police car was passing an alley, a modified car suddenly appeared from the corner and hit the side of the police car heavily. The car was hit and drifted in circles, with its front and rear rubbing violently against the rough wall, producing sparks. The police car following behind was also unable to brake and hit the modified car head-on.
The three cars collided into a ball. The body of the police car where Naoko Torimaru was sitting shook violently, the driver's airbag popped out, and the driver hit it head-on, losing consciousness with mosquito coils in his eyes.
Naoko Torimaru was not at the point of impact. She was sandwiched between two people and had a seat belt. She bent forward to protect herself and was not affected.
The moment the vehicle stopped for a moment, Naoko Torimaru gritted her teeth, unlocked the buckle of the seat belt, pushed her foot on the seat, slammed open the cracked window, rolled to the ground, then crouched and ran towards the hiding place she had seen a long time ago.
Almost at the same time, the driver of the modified car kicked open the door and jumped out of the car. While the police were still confused, he came to the police car where Naoko Torimaru was with a gun in hand. He looked into the back seat and was stunned: the person was gone.
Seeing the broken window on the other side, the driver seemed to understand something and quickly chased over there.
He left the modified car where it was.
In the police car behind, Takamori Masumi held his head and looked out the window in a daze.
Then he was startled, his voice changed in fear: "Bomb, there is a bomb in that modified car! I have seen the same one in Teitan Junior High School, it is timed and will explode soon...Run!!"
"!"
The police in the car had no doubts. Experience told them that they should not underestimate the knowledge of every Tokyo citizen in this regard.
The three policemen quickly kicked open the deformed door, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the car in front that was more seriously hit, intending to drag their dizzy colleagues out of the car.
"Hiss, be gentle, my leg seems to be broken!" The policeman in the back seat was confused, "Oh, right, the criminal ran away! The masked guy chased him, and he seemed to have a gun in his hand!"
(End of this chapter)
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